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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

RELEASE DAY Blitz - MISTLETOE, MISCHIEF, & THE MARQUIS (The Heirs' Club of Scoundrels Trilogy, #3.5) by Amelia Grey

MISTLETOE, MISCHIEF, & THE MARQUIS

The Heirs' Club of Scoundrels
Trilogy, #3.5

by Amelia Grey

E-Original published
by Swerve

Publication Date:
November 29th 2016

ISBN: 9781250141170

Price: $1.99

From
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Mistletoe, Mischief, & the Marquis (The Heirs' Club of Scoundrels Trilogy, #3.5) . . .

Sweet
holiday read that show you even a historical romance at Christmas holds that
special something. The Marquis of Wythebury and his best friend’s sister have a lot to
teach each other this holiday season. Miss. Prim was sweet, sassy, and playful.
She was determined to show two little boys the meaning of play, fun, and combing
it with Christmas. This holiday season
we will see just how two opposites attract and make it more than just a missed
match pair.

The Heirs’ Club of
Scoundrels Trilogy series:

The
Duke in My Bed – The Heirs’ Club of
Scoundrels Trilogy, #1

The
Earl Claims a Bride – The Heirs’ Club of
Scoundrels Trilogy, #2

The
Duke and Miss Christmas – The Heirs’ Club
of Scoundrels Trilogy, #2.5

Wedding
Night with the Earl – The Heirs’ Club of
Scoundrels Trilogy, #3

Mistletoe,
Mischief, & the Marquis – The Heirs’
Club of Scoundrels Trilogy, #3.5

BLURB

The Marquis of Wythebury, is expecting an
ordinary Christmastide at Hurst—until he is set upon by a beautiful miss who
takes him to task for not allowing his young nephews to play outside. In his
mind, a five and seven year old needn’t get chilled in the snow; better to plop
them in front of the fire with a book. Few people have ever been brave enough
to challenge him over anything, much less the rearing of his wards. The cheeky
Miss Prim has no such compunction. No matter how fetching he finds her, he
can’t give in to his attraction…for she is the sister of his best friend.

Growing up the middle child of five
rambunctious girls, Lillian Prim doesn’t understand why two young boys visiting
Hurst don’t know how to play until she meets their dashing guardian. The
Marquis of Wythebury is commanding and intensely serious-minded. To her surprise,
she’s captivated by him. It’s all she can do not to give into her feminine
fantasies about her kissing him. Lillian has no intention of falling in love
with the Marquis, but she will create Christmastide mischief and teach the boys
and the handsome Marquis how to play, in Mistletoe, Mischief, and the Marquis,
by New York Times bestselling author Amelia Grey.

She retraced her steps down the dimly
lit corridor. When she rounded the
corner that went into the sitting room at the top of the stairs, she
stopped. The Marquis leaned casually
against one of the chairs. There were no
lamps burning in the sitting area, just light from corridor that bridged one
section of the house to the other, but she could see well enough to know he was
staring at her. And, she’d swear to
anyone that he was looking like he wanted to kiss her.

“My lord, what are you doing here?”

He straightened from the chair and
stood before her. “I could ask you the
same question.”

“I went to check on Fallon. I hope you don’t mind. I wanted to make sure he didn’t have a—“ She
stopped and bit down on her bottom lip.

“You have a habit of not finishing your
sentences, Lillian.”

“With you, I’m always afraid I will say
something I’ll regret.”

He huffed a grunt. “You?
Regret something you’ve said to me?
I don’t believe that could happen.”

At times, he could make her smile
without trying. “I might have regretted
it if I’d told you what I wanted to this afternoon.”

“So you have no remorse for calling me
a worrywart, and there’s something worse you could have said. Now, you have me curious. What is it you might regret?”

“You don’t want to know,” she said and
started to walk past him, but he sidestepped and blocked her way.

“Oh, but I do.”

“If you insist.” She lifted her chin and said, “I was going to
tell you that you are smothering the boys with your rigorous studies and your
overly-cautious regimen of their play time.
You will end up hurting them more than you help them if you continue.”

“Ah—smothering them, am I?” he said in
a tone that held a tinge of humor. “And
what exactly is it that you were doing when you came to check on Fallon
tonight?”

“I only wanted to make sure he was all
right. It’s not that I was particularly
worried about him being sick once I knew his stomach was the problem and not a
chill from his wet feet.”

“So you came up to look in on him
because you weren’t worried. That makes no sense, Lillian.”

“You worry enough for both of us.”

He moved closer to her and lowered his
voice even softer when he said, “You gave him a kiss.”

She gasped as he heart jumped up to her
throat. “You saw me?”

He nodded. “I decided to pass on the card games tonight
and check on him, too because I was worried
and wanted to make sure he hadn’t turned sick again. I didn’t want to disturb your time with him
so I waited here for you. Why did you
kiss him?”

She nervously moistened her lips. “I don’t know other than it seemed the right
thing to do. I know it was very forward
of me and I shouldn’t have.”

“I thought it was a sweet comforting
gesture.”

“You’re not upset with me?”

“I appreciate all kindness shown to my
nephews.”

His light green gaze swept up and down
her face so gently all she wanted to do was say, “kiss me.” She lowered her
lashes so he couldn’t see her hunger for him and murmured, “I wish you hadn’t
waited.”

“Why?”

Because she didn’t want to be alone
with him. She didn’t want to think about
how despite her efforts, she had fallen in love with him and wanted to be
caught up in his arms and swept away by his stirring kisses and caresses.

Put everything but the pecans in
a 1 gallon pot and bring to a soft boil over medium heat. Boil 2 minutes and then turn off heat. Add pecans.
Stir and continue to coat the pecans until the mixture starts drying and
clinging to pan. Empty onto a clean
counter top and spread and separate the pecans.
After the sugar mixture cools and forms a coating on the nuts you can
put them in a Mason jar or candy dish to serve later or my
favorite--immediately start eating them.

Favorite Holiday Movie

Miracle on 34th Street

Favorite Holiday Book

The Duke and Miss Christmas

Favorite Holiday Song

Have Yourself a Merry
Little Christmas

Favorite Gift Received/Given

My parents gave me a ring with
a tiny diamond in it when I was 16. My very first ring.

What's on your wish list this year?

A bracelet that will hold
some charms I've collected over the years

New Year’s Resolution

To lose the five pounds I
didn't lose last year

Favorite Winter Activity

Taking a walk when the air
is cold but the sunshine is warm

Author Bio

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author
AMELIA GREY read her first romance book when she was thirteen and she's been a
devoted reader of love stories ever since. Her awards include the Booksellers
Best, Aspen Gold, and the Golden Quill. Writing as Gloria Dale Skinner, she won
the coveted Romantic Times Award for Love and Laughter and the prestigious
Maggie Award. Her books have sold to many countries in Europe, Indonesia,
Turkey, Russia, and most recently to Japan. Several of her books have also been
featured in Doubleday and Rhapsody Book Clubs. Amelia is the author of more
than twenty-five books. She's been happily married to her high school
sweetheart for over thirty-five years and she lives on the beautiful gulf coast
of Northwest Florida.